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Why Me? Here is a safe space to let it all out, where you can rant about all the bad things life throws your way. Sometimes it just helps to ask "why me?"
I keep thinking that it would be better if I were dead or if I had died. Why do I have to be plagued by these thoughts? I'm handling things so much better than I would have a few years ago yet these thoughts are still there.
Why is it that the people I want to be friends with don’t like me and I end up being friends with people I don’t like but am too nice to tell the truth to
I'm so socially inept... In two years, I've gotten two tinder dates. I lectured my friend that it was a waste of time because nobody actually does anything on there, and she met a guy within two hours.
Called in sick yesterday and then my team leader spent the morning making me feel guilty for it so I'm goin in today even though I can't walk on my leg properly and I'm still not well.
I keep wondering if I matter. If I am important. If anyone would care if I weren't around. It's probably just my less rational side coming through but I don't know how to make the thoughts stop.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Im tired of feeling lonely and hate everything right now!!
"I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard
While you walk away with the frosting of my heart
So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss
The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night." - "Cake" by Melanie Martinez
To the girl who got away, you were a fucking waste of my time. Idk why I wanted someone like you. I dont give a fucking damn about your trashy ass. You’re a fucking coward and a worthless piece of white trash. You want to stay friends? Wow you must be a fucking dumb bitch thinking i wanted to be friends with you in the first place. Fuck you. FUCK YOU.
"I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard
While you walk away with the frosting of my heart
So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss
The slice of heaven that I gave to you last night." - "Cake" by Melanie Martinez
Thought maybe my uncle was counting down to come to London but he wasn't I don't think. Haven't seen him in over a year. Everything is so different now nana is gone.
Recovery sucks and I suck at recovery. I want to die.. I've seen that it won't get better for me however hard I try. So why fucking bother anymore? I hurt everyone I care about either way.
"Just open your eyes and see that life is beautiful..." ~Sixx:A.M.